White Christmas
The snow has stopped falling
The season is calling
It's time to get up and go sledding
The air is cold on my face
Oh I've missed how the snow tastes
Life has ceased to move
All but our winter groove
Hot chocolate seems to sooth
The soul and relax the heart
At this moment in time neither of them seem apart
The love of my baby girl to motivat me
I miss her beautiful face and voice so sweet
It will be worth the wait when i see her at school again that monday
She has always been there to light my way
I have a love for her that noone can reach
She is my soul
She is my heart
She is the snow
She is the hot chocolate
She is the season
She is the air on my face
She is my everything!
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